Stay Tuned

Luna's hooves traced a path around the castle grounds, her thoughts wandering with her as she reflected on the intense battle she and her sister had faced months ago with the powerful Radio demon. The memory was still vivid, every detail etched into her mind like a scar. She could almost feel the heat of the flames and hear the clash of swords all over again. Despite the time that had passed, the intensity of their fight still lingered in her mind like an ever-present storm cloud.

Despite Luna's slow recovery from their previous encounter, the nightmares continued to haunt her. But it was her older sister who seemed to suffer the most. With each passing day, Celestia withdrew further into herself, rarely leaving her rooms except for her duties and meals. Luna could hear the screams of their subjects and the static of the radio coming from behind the locked doors, a constant reminder of the chaos outside their safe haven. The once vibrant and bustling palace now felt cold and desolate, its halls echoing with emptiness. And Luna couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt, knowing that it was partly her fault for what had happened to her sister.

As Luna wandered through the castle grounds, her heart heavy with guilt, she made a decision. She couldn't bear to see her sister suffer any longer. With determination in her eyes, she marched towards Celestia's chambers, determined to break down the walls that had been built between them.

Upon reaching the closed doors, Luna hesitated for a moment, her hand hovering over the ornate handle. Taking a deep breath, she pushed it open and stepped inside.

The room was shrouded in darkness, only the faint glow of moonlight seeping through the heavy curtains. Celestia sat at her desk, hunched over a pile of papers, her face pale and drawn. Luna knew that her sister had been tirelessly working to restore order to their kingdom, but there was a deeper pain etched into her features.

"Celestia," Luna said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I cannot bear to see you like this."

Celestia's glare towards her sister was hard, like a blade of ice piercing through the air. As Celestia turned to face her, Luna caught sight of sisters missing left arm, the stump a constant reminder of the battle they fled.

"In what way do you mean, dear sister?" Celestia asked venom dripping with her voice. "Is it because of my lack of sleep? Or perhaps because I am not at full strength due to this injury?"

With a loud slam, Celestia stood up from her seat and loomed over Luna, her towering figure emphasizing the power dynamic between them. "Unlike you, I have been busy running our kingdom," she snapped back. "Why don't you go off and make somepony dream of candy instead of bothering me?"

Luna flinched at Celestia's harsh words, her heart aching with the sting of her sister's anger. The palpable chill of discord hung in the air as silence settled between them. Despite the sharpness of the moment, Luna remained resolute in her effort to repair their fractured relationship.

Taking a deep breath, she attempted to bridge the gap that her sister's words had widened. "Celestia, I understand how heavy your burden is," she said earnestly.

"Burden?" Celestia scoffed, her anger boiling over as she swiftly backhanded Luna across the cheek. "You have never understood my burden in all these years!"

"T-Tia," Luna whimpered as she held her reddening cheek in pain.

"Listen to this," Celestia seethed, pointing to a nearby radio blaring screams and chaos. "The Radio Demon is causing discord in our kingdom and because of your actions, I was unable to defeat him."

Luna's eyes widened in shock as she listened to the cacophony emanating from the radio. The screams, the cries for help, they tore at her heart, reminding her of the pain and suffering that she had inadvertently caused. And now, her sister's anger was directed towards her, a painful reminder of her own guilt.

Tears welled up in Luna's eyes as she struggled to find the right words to say. She reached out a trembling hand towards her sister, but Celestia jerked away, as if Luna's touch would burn her.

"I... I'm sorry," Luna choked out amidst sobs. "I never wanted any of this to happen. I never wanted you to get hurt."

Celestia's expression softened slightly, a flicker of pain crossing her features before she quickly masked it with a cold indifference.

The bitterness in her voice could have frozen the air around them. "Sorry doesn't change what has already transpired," she spat, her eyes blazing with anger and resentment. "It doesn't bring back the ponies we've lost nor does it give me back my arm!"

Before Luna could even form a retort, Celestia's fist connected with her face, sending her flying out of the room. The impact was so powerful that Luna felt her vision blur for a moment.

As she struggled to regain her composure, she touched her hand to her face and felt the warm trickle of blood from her nose. She looked up to see her sister walking towards the door, her hand resting on it as if preparing to leave.

But then something changed in Celestia's demeanor. Flames seemed to flicker around her form and her eyes took on a dangerous glint. "Next time you want to check on me," she growled, each word dripping with venom. "You'd better have the Radio Demon's head on a fucking platter!"

And with that, Celestia slammed the door shut with such force that cracks formed on the stone walls surrounding them. The sound echoed through the castle and Luna couldn't help but feel a shiver run down her spine at her sister's display of power and rage.

"I want his head just as much as she, but she is letting that anger blind her" Luna muttered, wiping the blood from her nose. "To strike her own sister as if I was her own enemy, Celestia is playing right into the devils hands, I have to watch my step around her now... I pray she only does this to me and not those around her" Luna said to herself before correcting her broken nose and walked over to the window.

The devastation Alastor had left behind was almost too much for Luna to look at, but with her sister caring very little about the now, she had to rebuild and help those recover from the loss.

Celestia stomped through the halls holding the stump that was once her arm, she growled like a wild animal before smashing her fist right through one of the castle walls.

"I dont care who or what I have to go through, I'll make the son of a whore regret taking my arm and killing my people. I'll kill him, I swear I'll kill him" Celestia repeatedly said to herself as she continued down the castle halls.

In the days that followed, a palpable tension clung to the air of the castle like a malevolent fog, seeping into every stone corridor and opulent chamber. Whispered fears threaded among the staff; the usually serene aura of their sovereign had curdled into a tempestuous storm. Celestia prowled the castle halls, a force of unchecked might and simmering wrath, her presence alone enough to silence the once lively chatter among her servants.

Staff who had served dutifully for years now tread lightly, their eyes downcast, words exchanged in cautious murmurs. Celestia, once a beacon of gentle guidance and steady support, seemed to warp before them—the grace and poise that characterized her rule gave way to an unyielding severity that turned orders into threats and simple mistakes into grave transgressions.

And it only grew worse, Luna saw her sister physically strike or harm the staff for just looking at her wrong. Luna saw much that made her stomach turn, and she knew she had to do something to stop her sister from causing further harm. But Celestia's wrath seemed to be an unstoppable force.

As days turned into weeks, Luna began to realize that her once-beloved sister had become a shell of her former self, incapable of compassion, empathy, or reason. And yet, Luna couldn't bring herself to 'defy' her sister outright, for fear of exacerbating the situation and drawing Celestia's wrath upon herself.

Instead Luna spent all her time in the infirmary tending to the wounds of the staff, eventually the Alicorn grew more and more tired of seeing her sister behave like this. the Lunar Princess swallowed her fear and searched the castle for her sister, that is until a scream echoed throughout the palace.

Luna's heart raced as she rushed towards the source of the scream, her hooves pounding against the marble floors of the castle. She burst into the dining hall to find one of her maids on the floor, clutching at a burn that marred her face. Luna's sister, Princess Celestia, stood nearby with a broken teacup in her hands.

"I...I'm...So..Sorry..Your majesty," the maid cried, tears streaming down her face.

"Celestia!" Luna called out, causing her older sister to shoot her a sharp side glare. "What are you doing?"

Luna reached for the struggling maid, but Celestia was quicker. She scooped up the maid in her arms and dragged a shard of the broken cup across her cheek, leaving behind a trail of blood. Luna watched in horror as her sister's usually gentle demeanor was replaced by one of rage and violence.

"Celestia!" Luna screamed, horrified by what she was seeing.

"She tried to poison me," Celestia spat, dropping the maid who crawled away from the alicorn in fear.

"Celestia, no pony here would ever try to harm you!" Luna cried out, her voice breaking with fear and disbelief.

Before Celestia could respond, one of the castle's blacksmiths entered with a box in their hands.

"Princess Celestia, it's ready," the pony announced as they approached.

"Show me," Celestia demanded, moving towards the pony with determination.

"Celestia!" Luna shouted after her sister. "We need to tal...!"

But before Luna could finish her sentence, she was thrown back by an invisible force and slammed into the wall. She groaned in pain as she looked up at her sister, whose hand was now glowing with magic.

Ignoring Luna's protests, Princess Celestia turned back to the pony and opened the box, revealing a beautifully crafted prosthetic arm inside. The princess picked up the artificial limb and examined it closely.

"Did you make it exactly how I wanted it?" Celestia asked, her attention fully on the prosthetic.

"I did, but I also took the liberty of adding a few modifications," the pony replied, as the arm suddenly split in half, revealing a hidden device within.

Celestia's eyes narrowed in suspicion as she stared at the strange device in front of her. The pony beside her grinned mischievously, his hoof gesturing towards the contraption.

"What is this?" Celestia demanded, her voice laced with a hint of anger.

"Test it out," the pony replied eagerly, his anticipation evident in his wide grin.

With a flick of her horn, Celestia activated the device and was met with a sudden burst of flames shooting out from its nozzle. Her brow furrowed as she turned to face the trembling maid who stood nearby, fear etched on her features.

"You tried to poison me," Celestia accused, her words seeping with warning.

Celestia's brow furrowed as she turned to the trembling maid. The princess's eyes narrowed in suspicion as the maid stuttered, "No, your Majesty, I would never try to poison you. I was just running late with your..."

But before she could finish her sentence, a sudden explosion of blistering heat engulfed her. The force of it tore at her clothes, disintegrating them into ash within seconds. Her skin sizzled and blistered, the pain searing through every nerve in her body as she collapsed to the ground. Her screams reverberated off the walls, filling the room with pure terror and agony. The air hung heavy with the acrid smell of burned flesh and charred remains.

Luna was stunned silent as she had just watched her sister murder one of her subjects, and in cold blood!

Celestia turned back to the pony. "What is this?" the alicorn asked.

"It's a new device of mine, I call it a 'Flame Thrower'" the pony explained. "It takes these small gas canisters and uses your magic as the ignition, I've also modified the fingers so they can unscrew to act as secret compartments, it gives the design a level of utility and hidden functionality. There's also a "retractable blade" in the forearm part of the prosthetic, further supporting the arm's multifunctional nature."

However as he was explaining Celestia had already extended the blade. "Are you the only one who could have made this?" the Princess asked

With a sense of pride, the pony declared, "Only my son and I possess the skill to create such a masterpiece." His voice filled with reverence for their shared craft.

But his words were cut short as he coughed up blood, the blacksmith looked down and noticed the glimmer of a blade deep in the his chest.

"You are no longer needed" Celestia said, her face devoid of emotion as she twisted the blade before flicking her arm to the right, tearing it through his side and disemboweling him. "Looks like it's your son's turn to work for me" she said, retracting the blade.

With a thud, the pony's lifeless body hit the ground, and Celestia turned to find her younger sister missing - swept away by the wind like a fleeting memory.

Luna sprinted through the dense thicket, her heart pounding with fear and determination. The sound of her hooves hitting the ground echoed through the trees, each step bringing her closer to safety as she put distance between herself and her sister. But even as she ran, Luna couldn't shake the sinking feeling in her stomach that the mare responsible for killing her subjects was none other than her own sister.

She knew she couldn't keep running forever, so as she finally came to a stop to catch her breath, Luna took a moment to reassess the situation. Celestia was clearly unstable and dangerous, but she was still family. Luna couldn't give up on her, not yet. She had to find a way to bring Celestia back to reason, to help her see the error of her ways and make things right for those who had suffered under her wrath.

"I need to bring Celestia back to her senses," Luna thought desperately, trying to come up with a plan. "If only I had access to all of the elements..."

Her train of thought was abruptly cut off when her hoof caught on a hidden tree root, sending her tumbling to the ground with a loud shriek. As she tried to collect herself, Luna felt a familiar presence nearby and looked up to see Alastor standing over her with a twisted smile on his face.

"That was quite the fall, my dear," he said in a voice filled with radio static. "Would you like some help, Princess?"

Luna's anger flared at the sight of him. "You...you did this to my sister!" she exclaimed, struggling against his grip. "How can you stand there and smile after knowing you caused her paranoia?!"

"My dear, I have done nothing that you yourself wouldn't have done in my position," Alastor replied calmly, chuckling slightly. "I simply defended myself while she made a less than successful attempt on my life. But you are correct, your dreadful sister has caused great harm not only to you, but to all those who trusted her."

Luna's eyes widened in surprise as she felt something small and furry crawl onto her back. She turned to see a one-eyed filly perched there, grinning mischievously before it hopped off and scurried behind the Radio Demon.

"You have been watching us?" Luna questioned, her voice filled with both curiosity and a hint of suspicion.

"He has," Niffty answered, gesturing towards Alastor. The demon simply chuckled, his red eyes sparkling with amusement.

"I must say, watching the two of you has been quite entertaining," he remarked, idly twirling a cane in his hand. Two shadowy tendrils emerged from behind him, gently helping Luna to her feet.

"Why... are you helping me?" Luna asked cautiously, eyeing Alastor warily.

"That's quite simple, my dear. I wish to help you," Alastor responded smoothly, a charming smile on his face. Luna couldn't help but feel even more confused. This was the same demon who had caused so much pain and suffering for her and her sister, yet here he was offering to help her?

"Allow me to explain a little clearer. Let us make a deal," Alastor continued, extending a hand that glowed with an eerie green light.

"A deal?" Luna repeated, still unsure.

"Yes, my dear. A deal. I will grant you immeasurable power in order to knock some sense back into your sister," Alastor told her, his tone almost too casual for such a serious offer.

"And... what do you get in return?" Luna asked again, suddenly feeling a chill run down her spine as she looked at his outstretched hand.

"You will owe me one favor," Alastor stated, his grin widening at the thought of having control over a powerful princess like Luna. Voices whispered in her head, warning her against making any deals with the demon. But as she remembered the suffering and chaos caused by her sister's actions, Luna knew she had to do something. She couldn't let her people suffer any longer.

She hesitated for a moment, her mind racing as she weighed her options. Ultimately, she made her decision.

"So my dear princess... do we have a deal?" Alastor's voice dripped with eagerness as he extended his hand towards Luna, the corners of his mouth curled in a wicked smile. She hesitated before finally placing her own hand in his, sealing their pact.

"Deal," Luna replied, her voice trembling slightly as she grasped Alastor's hand. The moment their skin touched, Luna was hit with a surge of power that coursed through her body like a lightning bolt. She fell to her knees, gasping for air as the energy consumed her.

"Now, go and save your sister," Alastor spoke smoothly, his words rolling off his tongue like silk. "And make it an entertaining show."

As Luna struggled to stand, Alastor placed a hand on her shoulder. "But remember, my dear, one favor may seem innocent enough, but it could cost you your life."

His chilling cackle echoed through the air as he and Niffty dissolved into shadows, disappearing from view. Luna stood still, shock and confusion overwhelming her mind as she processed what had just transpired. Was this truly her only choice?

But then, a wave of newfound power surged through her veins, filling her with determination. She couldn't let her sister be consumed by darkness any longer. With a steely resolve, Luna charged forward in a blur of movement, determined to save her sister and bring her back to the light.

However, even as she used her strengthened powers to fuel her actions, they also fed into her deepest insecurities and desires. A seductive voice whispered in the depths of her mind, reminding her of how the ponies of Equestria reveled in Celestia's radiant sun while shunning the beauty of her night sky.

The wind whipped through Luna's hair as she raced towards the ancient castle. Her heart thundered in her chest, filled with a sense of both exhilaration and dread. The power that Alastor had granted her pulsed through her veins, tempting her with its dark promises.

As she ran, the voices in her head grew louder and more insistent, urging her to embrace her newfound abilities and give in to her darkest desires. With each step, the allure of power grew stronger, like a siren's song luring her towards the rocks.

Luna could feel the darkness creeping into her soul, threatening to consume her and corrupt her once pure heart. She could almost taste the bitterness of vengeance on her tongue, fueled by the raw energy coursing through her body.

Luna's lips twisted into a sneer as she muttered to herself, her voice filled with resentment and bitterness. "She thinks she's better than us, and they all love her more for it. Even though they suffer beatings and maimings, they still fawn over her," she seethed.

But Luna knew the truth. She was the one who healed them, reassured them, defended them. Yet not once did they offer a simple thank you or show any appreciation. No smiles, no nods, no hugs. Nothing.

The darkness in Luna's heart spread like a stain, sinking deeper and deeper into the darkest pit of her body. She blamed it on the demon inside her, but deep down she relished in its influence.

"I'll make her pay," she declared through gritted teeth. "She'll regret thinking she was above me. I'll ensure that there will never be another sunrise for thousands of years...I'll make this night last forever."

A wicked smile stretched across Luna's face, followed by a giggle that turned into a haunting laugh. The smile that didn't seem to fade slowly began losing teeth one by one and replacing itself with sharp shark like teeth, the same as Alastor's. Her fur darkened to a near pitch black and her fingers throbbed with pain as her nails fell out and were replaced by talon-like claws.

"It hurts... it hurts and yet... I love it" Luna hissed with exhilaration as she embraced the darkness within her.

Celestia's eyes widened in shock as she gazed towards the sky. Her sister's moon, usually a gentle companion to her own sun, now blocked out its light and plunged the land of Equestria into eternal darkness. Shadows crept across the once-vibrant hues of the sun-drenched earth, replacing them with a grim twilight. The princess watched in horror as the moon loomed above her, a malevolent presence casting an inky blanket across the sky. A low, guttural laugh echoed through the air, freezing Celestia's blood.

"Luna..." she growled, her voice barely audible through clenched teeth. "What have you done?!"

With panicked determination, Celestia ran through the castle searching for her younger sister. She pushed and shoved ponies out of her way, leaving chaos in her wake. Finally, she burst into the throne room and found Luna sitting on her throne, her feet resting on the broken fragments of Celestia's own throne. Luna's entire form was shrouded in shadows.

"What do you think you are doing, Luna?!" Celestia shouted at her sister.

"My dear, isn't it obvious?" a smooth, sinister voice spoke from behind Celestia.

Alastor emerged from the shadows and walked into view. "You are the reason she is as she is now."

"What are you talking about? What did you do to her?!" Celestia demanded answers.

"I simply offered a helping hand," Alastor said with a sly smile. "I took pity on the poor girl and decided to make a deal."

"You dare interfere with my sister's powers?" Celestia seethed.

"Oh please," Alastor chuckled. "I merely granted her the power to stop you in exchange for one simple favor."

"What have you-" Alastor cut her off by grabbing her face and covering her mouth, silencing her protests.

"I've done nothing, the fault, is of your own" Alastor spoke, a wave a dread washed over Celestia hearing his words. "You broke her my dear, you did this to her, I merely granted her the power to play with you... now you have a choice, you can try to kill me here and now... or deal with this Nightmare"

Celestia's magic surged through her, the vibrant energy pulsing from her arm as she aimed the flame thrower at Alastor. But the demon was quick, swiftly using his cane to knock the device away from him with a loud clang.

As Celestia stumbled back, Alastor released his grip on her face and she could feel the heat of his breath on her cheek. Her eyes locked onto his, filled with fear and betrayal. Luna's shrill laughter echoed throughout the throne room, sending chills down Celestia's spine.

"Tell me, sister," Luna demanded with venom dripping from her words. "Did you honestly believe I would sit idly by while my subjects basked in your light?"

"Luna...return the Moon to its rightful place..." Celestia pleaded, but her words were drowned out by Luna's savage growl that seemed to shake the very foundations of the castle.

"You always favored your sun!" Luna raged, her voice twisting and distorting into something dark and menacing. "Leaving me in the shadows to gather dust! My light is just as bright as yours, sister! You've never appreciated it, never realized its power! Well, no longer! I'm done being relegated to the sidelines!"

With an unearthly roar, Luna rose from her throne and stepped forward into the light. Her once beautiful features now twisted and grotesque, a reflection of the darkness that consumed her.

"Equestria can only have one princess," she declared, crushing what remained of Celestia's throne under her hooves. "And it shall be me!"

As Alastor smirked victoriously from the shadows, he spoke up with amusement in his voice. "The bond between you two has always been frail, Celestia. And now it's shattered beyond repair. I've given Luna the power she always craved and you know she'll use it to her advantage. I'll take my leave now, but I'll be watching from the shadows. Enjoy your newfound darkness, dear sisters."

And with that final ominous statement, Alastor disappeared into his shadow once more.

Luna's eyes flashed red as she was engulfed by a burgeoning shadow within her soul. Despite her noble intentions and deep love for her subjects, a searing loneliness took root, bred by the apathy of those she tirelessly watched over. The populace adored the day and reveled in the warm embrace of her sister's sunlight, while Luna's equally splendid nightscapes were met with closed eyes and dreams.

Her once majestic indigo mane now cascaded down her back in a torrent of ethereal energy, flickering with a coldness that resembled distant stars. Her eyes burned with a deep red hue, two incandescent pools reflecting the vast emptiness of the cosmos. This transformation was a stark departure from the harmonious protector she was meant to be.

"You truly plan to betray me Luna?" Celestia growled as her prosthetic arm returned to normal

"I am Luna no longer!" the Alicorn sneered with venom dripping from her voice. "You may call me....Nightmare Moon"

"So be it," Celestia snarled back, her own eyes flashing with a hint of anger and determination. "I won't let you rule Equestria in darkness."

With a snarl, Nightmare Moon hurled a sparking orb of dark energy towards Celestia, a physical manifestation of her pent-up wrath and desolation. Celestia, her posture a mix of sorrow and resolve, deftly maneuvered, her own magic flaring up like the cresting dawn to meet the offensive onslaught. Magic clashed with magic, a symphony of light and shadow dancing chaotically around the stone walls, illuminating centuries of history with every strike and parry.

"Is this the best the princess of the sun can do!?" Nightmare moon shouted, swiftly ducking beneath Celestia's arm blade. "How pathetic" She growled, knocking it away and slamming her fist against her sisters side, the impact of the strike made her feel as though a wall had slammed right against her side.

Celestia tumbled to the other side of the room but quickly jumped back to his feet only to barely dodge a stone spear that Nightmare had ripped from the wall and chucked right at her head. Celestia wiped the blood seeping from her mouth and changed her prosthetic back to normal before converting it to her flame thrower, pointing it at her former sister.

The two stared at each other, Celestia hated to admit it but she felt a little afraid at how much her sister had gotten stronger. If that punch had told her anything, it was that if she was hit with a few more of those punches. She would be killed.

Spitting out more blood that covered her tongue, Celestia continued pointing her flamethrower at Nightmare. The two circled around another until Nightmare was near the castles entrance and Celestia was standing where her old throne use to sit.

"Last chance Luna, before we really start getting serious" Celestia warned, Nightmare only grabbed a sword from one of the armor sets strewn about the throne room, and ripped it out of its sheath. "Fine, have it your way"

"You talk quite a lot for a dead mare" Nightmare said, her fist firmly planting itself against Celestia's stomach causing the woman to nearly faint from the sheer force of the attack. Nightmare dug her foot into the ground and launched her sister toward the wall, Celestia's body bounced off the wall as if she was a rubber ball being toyed with. Nightmare grabbed her by her throat and pushed back against the wall then kick her right in the middle of her chest and sent her right through it.

Celestia felt her body become heavier, it was just as she thought, even though those attacks were few in number, they would definitely kill her if she let anymore land. Celestia pulled herself up to her hands and knees then suddenly coughed out a glob of blood onto the floor.

"Ooooh... that bitch" Celestia growled, her anger reaching limits even she herself didn't know was possible. Pushing off of the ground, Celestia converted her prosthetic back to normal and side stepped to the right, dodging Nightmares thrust. Nightmare smiled seeing her bloody sister, and she couldn't wait to see more of her sisters blood covering her body.

Nightmare shifted her blade to face Celestia and swung upward, just barely grazing her as she dodged again. Celestia changed to her arm blade to quickly parry a vertical slash and two more slashes before the two pushed each other away, only for them two run at each other and continuously parried each other letting the sounds of metal hitting metal rung throughout the castle halls. Sparks flew as the two gracefully went back and forth with one another, hitting each other with an occasional kick or jab to get the upper hand with one another. Step by step, swing after swing, the two sister fought with only one thing in mind

To kill the other.

Nightmare Moon's eyes narrowed, a cold glint reflecting off her blade as she lunged at Celestia with a vengeance. With a cry of defiance, Celestia skillfully dodged the blow and countered with a swift slash of her own. The sparks from their weapons illuminated the room, casting eerie shadows from the stained-glass windows.

Their fight continued, each strike and counter-strike more brutal than the last. The air around them crackled with magic, a vicious force that sent tremors through the very foundations of the castle. The once opulent throne room was now a battlefield, the elegance of their surroundings lost in the chaos.

With the power Nightmare Moon gained from Alastor's deal, Celestia knew she had to end this soon otherwise her sister would rule her kingdom. Celestia's eyes searched for an opening, her muscles tensed as she parried Nightmare's relentless attacks. She could feel the life draining from her, the blood she lost; it only fueled her determination to survive.

Nightmare smirked, sensing her sister was weakening. "You're no match for me, Celestia. You never were!" She yelled, her voice booming through the room.

But Celestia knew that was untrue. She was the eldest, She was stronger Alicorn. And she would not let her treacherous little sister beat her.

With a battle cry, Celestia lunged at Luna, her arm blade thrusting towards her sister's heart. Unfortunately the blade connected with a magic barrier that Nightmare Moon had erected around herself. The impact sent shockwaves throughout the room, rattling the chandeliers and shattering the stained-glass windows. Nightmare Moon's eyes flashed with anger and amusement, her voice echoing in the now shattered chamber.

"It's over sister" Nightmare Moon gave a mocking laugh as she dropped the barrier and coated her hand in magic.

Before Celestia could react, Nightmare Moon blasted the alicorn with a bolt of magic that blasted her through the walls outside of the castle. Celestia landed hard on the cold stone steps leading to the garden, her senses reeling from the blow. She struggled to her hooves, pain radiating through her body. She glanced up at the shattered remains of the castle, her heart aching at the sight of the place she had once ruled with her sister.

As she stared at the ruins, Nightmare Moon materialized before her, a malevolent grin on her face. "Give up, Celestia," she taunted. "Your kingdom is lost to you. And soon, so will you be."

Celestia grimaced, her prosthetic arm whirring to life. "Not if I have anything to say about it, you treasonous bitch" she growled, her eyes flashing with anger.

Celestia spread her wings wide and gave them a powerful flap, lifting herself into the air. Her sister, Nightmare Moon, cackled as she trailed behind, firing magic beams relentlessly at Celestia as they flew through the sky. The two sisters engaged in a fierce chase, with Celestia desperately trying to outmaneuver her younger sibling.

The sky darkened as the sisters flew higher and higher, their magic clashing and lighting up the night like a terrible storm. Celestia knew she had to end this somehow, and her only hope was the ancient magic of the Elements of Harmony.

Nightmare Moon, sensing her sister's desperation, laughed cruelly. "What are you doing, Celestia? You're a fool to think that the Elements can save you now!"

But Celestia refused to give up. She channeled her magic into a beam of pure light and hurled it at her sister, but Nightmare Moon easily dodged the strike and retaliated with a barrage of dark magic. The beams crashed into each other, creating a bright explosion that lit up the sky.

As the dust settled, Celestia found Nightmare gone from sight. Pain soon flared from Celestia's back as she was thrown back into the castle, crashing hard against the ruins. She groaned loudly, her body aching everywhere from the one-sided skirmish. Celestia looked around and fortunately found herself in the chamber where she kept the Elements of Harmony.

As she struggled to her hooves again, Celestia felt the presence of her sister behind her, a menacing laugh echoing in her ears. She turned around, spitting out more blood that covered her tongue, and clenched her fists, preparing for the final confrontation.

"Show yourself coward!" Celestia shouted, snapping her head back an forth, her eyes scanning every inch of the room, looking for any inkling of her sister.

"How cute, you still cling to this idea that you're stronger" Nightmare chuckled, slamming her fist against her sisters face, knocking her to the other side of the room with little effort. "How much blood do you have to lose to know you lost, cause damn girl I'm starting to think you like getting hit" She continued as Celestia smacked against the wall with a meaty thud, Nightmare laughed as she watched Celestia stumble to her feet. The woman strode over to her sister with the confidence Celestia once held, and with each step Celestia saw less and less of her sister and more of a devil incarnate, doubt had entered Celestia's mind that even the Elements wouldn't do anything to this monster Alastor had created.

"Luna-"

"Who?" Nightmare asked, giggling seeing Celestia backing away against the wall. "Oh, that bitch, she's gone, no more asking your little sister for mercy anymore, no more beating her to a bloody pulp" Nightmare said, standing face to face with Celestia, grinning while the blood streamed out of her sisters mouth and nose. "This is what you wanted right, to get rid of the *problem?*" Nightmare asked, a wave of emotion washed over Celestia as she said those words.

This really was her fault.

But as quickly as that thought came, it left in a blink of an eye, being replaced with her endless rage and knowing nothing could ever be her fault, it was Alastor's fault, not hers. Celestia switched her prosthetic to her arm blade and went for a slash, aiming right for Nightmares face, to make her remember who was really the strongest and who was really in charge. To make her remember never to defy her.

But she caught it.

Nightmare pulled Celestia in for a headbutt and ripped her prosthetic off before crushing the blade, destroying Celestia's only defense. Nightmare dropped the broken hunk of scrap on the floor before reeling her arm back and shoved her claws into Celestia's right shoulder. Upon feeling her body get punctured, she let out a blood curdling scream, the pain felt hundreds, no, thousands of times worse than anything she and ever felt in her entire life, it was as if Celestia's skin was constantly being ripped and put back together over and over and over again, but it didn't stop their, Nightmare lifted her off the ground with the claw that was embedded inside of Celestia then went to hurl her over toward were the statues holding the elements were, pulling the claw out just far enough to launch Celestia as well as drag her claw right across her chest, leaving Celestia with gaping wounds.

Celestia couldn't move, she could barely breathe let alone more, how could Nightmare be so much stronger, it was impossible. Celestia's thoughts were interrupted feeling her mangled body get torn off of the ground suddenly by Nightmare, no longer even having the strength to put up a fight.

"That was for that blacksmith and Luna, however, this is for that maid you mutilated early" Nightmare said, placing a claw on Celestia's face and began carving three simple lines. "A reminder as to who gave me this power, hopefully everyone in hell can tell who's initial it is" Nightmare said with a chuckle, carving the letter 'A' on her left cheek. "Unfortunately my dear sister, this is were the battle comes to an end, bested by your younger sister, hilarious" Nightmare told he, raising her claw once more until she noticed one of the elements had vanished.

Not even a second after Nightmare had noticed this she was blasted in the chest by ray of rainbow light that caused her to lose grip of Celestia and blow her back toward the middle of the room. Nightmare Quickly regained her bearing and jumped back up to her feet, unfortunately, the Elements had already ensnared her into their magic, restricting her movements entirely. Thrashing about with all her strength given to her by Alastor, she was only able to lose her arm by the tiniest bit, that's when she realized that the table had been flipped.

"No... NO GODDAMN IT NO, I WAS SO CLOSE, YOU COCK SUCKING FUCKING BITCH, I WON AND YET YOURE STILL THE VICTOR!?" Nightmare screamed at her sister, being cheated out of her victory to finally get rid of the abuser. "WHY DO THEY ONLY ATTACK ME, YOUR THE EVIL ONE, YOU DID THIS TO ME, YOU KILLED THAT MAN IN COLD BLOOD, YOU CARVED INTO THAT POOR GIRLS FACE AND YET IM THE MONSTER, I HOPE YOU ROT IN HELL FOR ETERNITY, AND DONT YOU WORRY, ILL BE RIGHT THEIR WAITING JUST FOR YOU!!!" Nightmare roared, the fury and anger dripping with every word.

Celestia watched the elements lift her sister into the air and with a blinding light, she vanished, leaving not a trace of her sister in sight. Celestia let out a sigh of relief no longer seeing her sister and flipped onto her back, resting her wounded body. Celestia laid on the floor for what felt like hours to her, staring up through the hole in the ceiling and looked deep into the night sky, and looked at the moon her sister had once loved.